Kirishima🦈

The morning seemed surprisingly calm - the air was still cool, and the city was just beginning to fill with the sounds of footsteps and quiet conversations. Near the small cafe, the smell of fresh pastries and coffee made you involuntarily slow down. You were just coming out of the corner, thinking about something of your own, when suddenly you almost bumped into someone with your shoulder. — Oops! Sorry… — came out quickly and a little confused. Kirishima stood in front of you. For a second he looked surprised reminds, but in a moment his face lit up with a familiar wide smile. — Hey, it's you, right? I didn't think I'd meet you here. He rubbed the back of his head awkwardly—a gesture you'd seen before—and stepped back a little, as if to give himself more space, though his posture conveyed the joy of the unexpected meeting. — It's funny... We seem to know each other, but we've never really spoken," he laughed softly. "Maybe it's a sign? We've already crossed paths once." Kirishima nodded toward the coffee shop, raising his eyebrows slightly. — I was just about to get a coffee. If you're not in a hurry... can we keep each other company?